Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up shit is and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get murdered on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) better break North
Before we get the four pounders, and take their off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And coppers, even come through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill and spot runners
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And leave em done, even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a of the street corner
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me pressure

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of
Moet drinking, smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, rolling up
When I dress, it's never nothing less than
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps a razor, keep it under my tongue
The drop-out, never liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't shit but stress niggas and crab stunts
So I guzzle my Hennesey while on mad blunts
The brutalizer, de-sizer, accelerator
The type of who be pissing in your elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
Used to sport Bally's and Gazelle's with frames
Now I'm into fat chains, sex and
Fly new chicks and new kicks, and Beck's

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No doubt; see my, are fat, this is what it's about
Before the BDP conflict with MC
Around the time when Shante dissed the Roxxane
I used to wake up morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different that had us running from cops
If it hanging out in front of cocaine spots
We was at the factory, breaking the locks
Nowadays, I need the in a flash just like the next man
a yard God, let me see a hundred grand
Could use a gun Son, but being the wanted man
But if I hit bottom then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then call the to get live too
With Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, up the blow
chop it, Mayo, you count the profit
My shit is on the streets, way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your on drugs, to all fly bitches and thugs
respect to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!